Word: alienating
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...this A. E. F. major joined the Legion's lobby. That lobby was then headed by 1 ) Colonel Luke Lea who presently returned to Tennessee and ultimately went to jail in North Carolina, and 2 ) Major Taylor's law partner, Thomas Miller, who subsequently became Alien Property Custodian and served a term in the Atlanta Penitentiary for conspiring to defraud the U. S. Government. Major Taylor took up where they left off. He fumigated the lobby to get rid of unsavory odors left by his predecessors and buckled down to business in a way they had never dreamed...
...Armenians were a harmless folk but they were an alien body within the Turkish body politic and when the years of starvation and oppression following 1870 failed to wipe them out the Turkish government resolved to utilize its strength as an ally of the Central Powers and to eliminate the Armenians completely from the picture. The Armenian villages were uprooted and the people pushed on a horror-filled march which led only to starvation, rape, murder and eventual death for all. Village by village the Armenians were driven into nothingness until the Ittihad pointed at the villages about the mountain...
Third, the practices of segregating football players in season, of instituting a training system so rigorous that it interferes with the normal pursuit of college life, would be alien to Harvard tradition, and would result in mechanization and over-emphasis...
Besides eight patronesses there will be twelve ushers from Harvard and Dartmouth each. The Harvard list includes Frederick S. Alien '35, David W. Brown '36, Charles A. Butler '37, Donald S. Carmichael '35, Benjamin S. Foss, Jr. '35, Thomas B. Gannett '35, Merie W. Harat '35, Fisher Howe, 3rd '35, Donald T. V. Huntoon, 2nd '35, Arthur M. Jones, Jr. '35, William Tabler '36, Henry R. Watson '35, and J. Burke Wilkinson...
...wistful tones of a highly pitched voice drifted lightly through the autumnal silence of the night. A solitary figure patrolling with all the apathy of an Apted aide-de-camp in the shade of the Kirkland House quadrangle stopped suddenly alert to the alien tones that at this hour of darkness had no right, according to all the parietal rules, to issue forth from within the monastic confines of the ivy-clad Georgian depths. In a glance his trained eye had the situation in hand and his other eye began to comprehend and follow uncertain but trusting the leadership...